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I'm fallin' up of stairs
myself from the sidewalk
Jumpin' rivers to bridges
in pure air

Hip hop is lyin' on the of the road
dead to itself
Blood scrawled over its mangled flesh like
into an over sized record bag

Tuba lips beyond recognition
Diamond-studded teeth strewn rice at Karma's wedding
The ring bearer bad news
of Information wrote the wrong proclamation

An' now everyone's the wrong song
Dissonant chords find necks like
That nigga kicked the from under my feet
Harlem shakin' a rope but still on beat

Damn, that loop is
That nigga found a way to the way the truth the light
wait to play myself at the party tonight
Niggas are die

Cop car swerves to the side of the
Hip hop takes its last
The cop vernacular manslaughter on a yellow pad
Then balls the paper into his decidin' he'd rather freestyle

"You have the to remain silent"
"You have the to remain silent"
An' maybe you have, maybe you should have
Before bullshit manifested

These thugs can't with me, they're too thugged out
Niggas think I'm bugged out 'cause I ain't John or Lugged out
This hip hop no more, son, it's bigger than that
This ain't ghetto no more, black, it's than black

So where my at? Girl, we all illegal
system ain't for us, it's for rich people
An' you rich, dawg, you just got money
But you can't buy to not get hungry

to Hip Hop
Dear Hip Hop,
shit has gone too far, stop
Please see that turntables an' mixer are to Kool Herc, stop

The are dancin' off beat, stop
The master of have forgotten
That were once slaves and have neglected
The of this ceremony, stop

Perhaps we not have encouraged them
To use microphones
For they walked too far from the source
An' are emittin' a frequency, stop

inform all interested parties
That cash nor murder have been included to list of elements,
We are discontinuin' our line of
In of the current trend in 'Realness', stop

As an alternative, we will be confiscatin' supplies
An' replacin' them with magic
In of helpin' niggas see beyond their reality, stop
Give my regards to

These can't fuck with me, they're too thugged out
Niggas think I'm bugged out I ain't Sean John or Lugged out
This ain't hip hop no more, son, it's bigger than
This ain't ghetto no more, black, it's than black

So where my aliens at? Girl, we all
This ain't for us, it's for rich people
An' you rich, dawg, you just got money
But you can't buy to not get hungry

cats can't fuck with me, I purr purple
Sold, increased, toe like a turtle
I walk the like the lie that I'm tellin'
One listener me and starts yellin'

I see speakers, I speak what's seen
I eat and shed, I sleep and
I walk the of London like, "'Know what I mean?"
An' rack a momma, eatin' crib soy beans

like that